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My son, sagar was, and still is, a good cricket-player. My wife aparna and I used to
go with him to every game he played. Usually he went with his teammates in a bus
while we trailed along in our car.

This time it was to be a little different. The team had made it to the finals in the
Cup and it was to be played in a big city were there was an amusement park. We
decided that we would spend the afternoon and evening there, which we all agreed
sounded like fun.

The game went well, our son's team won and we were in high spirits as we entered
the park where we spent the rest of the day riding various machines that hurled you
hither and dither, up and down and so forth. We all had a great meal at one of the
restaurants there, with a little glass of wine for sagar as well, before we tarted for
home.

After we finished our meal, my wife and I got into an argument and she had a too
much of beer. aparna and I were silent but sagar went on and on about the good
time he'd had and didn't seem to notice his mother's sulking or my silence. When I
took a closer look in the rearview mirror, I could understand why. aparna had slid
one leg behind his back and thrown the other over his lap, where she slumped
sleeping in the corner of the dark car. I could clearly see all the way up her thighs to
the beginning of the white crotch of her panties. aparna doesn't shave her pussy so
there was a lot of hair sticking out of the leg bands of her panties. Our son was
looking intently at them, and I'd bet he had acquired a raging hard-on looking at his
mother!

Suddenly I saw that he had one hand on her knee, stroking it in circular
movements. Where had he learned that? However, it sure was doing what he
wanted it to do. aparna's legs slowly started to fall further and further apart,
widening the gap between her thighs, giving us a much better view of her crotch.
By now I had slowed down until I was driving at a mere fifty kilometers an hour but
sagar didn't even notice;

I realized that I sat there, driving with a hard-on while watching my son fondle his
mother! While I watched his hand start to creep farther up her thigh, I could feel the
first drop of precum wet my boxers. Would he go all the way up to her pussy? Would
she wake up? And if so, what would I do? What should I do? I decided to do nothing,
for the time being at least.

Glancing occasionally at the road, I had my eyes glued at the scene in the back and
watched my son's hand inch slowly up my wife's leg; up to the crotch of her panties,
knowing from experience how easily my wife's sexual fire ignited once you touched
her pussy. I just waited for that to happen!

And it did. My son's finger sneaked inside the leg band, grabbing a quick feel of his
mother's vagina before he jerked the hand away, all the way back down to her
knee. The feel was so quick and brief that I doubt that aparna even noticed it. I
rather think she didn't, considering her drunken state.

He shot a quick glance at me to see if I had observed what he had done. Pretending
not to notice, I reached for the radio and turned it on. Soon soft music filled the car.
sagar seemed to take my fiddling with the radio as a sign that I hadn't noticed
anything and soon his hand again started to stroke up his mother's leg. This time he
reached his goal much faster and, without any preliminaries, he pushed a finger
inside the leg band, directly onto his mother's cunt lips!

As I mentioned, my wife gets really hot once you've got your hand on her pussy. It's
as if she no longer had control over her own feelings and, I doubt, over her own
moral standards. and I have often thought that she'd would fuck anybody who had
her pussy in his hand, and now it seemed as though my assumptions was were
verified. Her hips started to move in slow rhythm as our son stroked her pussy. I
almost moaned out aloud when her hips shot up very abruptly. I understood that my
son had stuck a finger inside her cunt! I envied him the feeling! I knew that he could
slide his finger inside her without any difficulty; knew that she was would be well
lubricated by now.

Mesmerized, I watched as my son reached for his fly, unzipping it and taking out his
stiff almost fifteen year old cock and stroking it in rhythm with his fingers working in
and out of his mothers cunt! Suddenly he bent at his hips, pointed his cock at
aparna's crotch and a load of sperm just flew out, covering the white cotton panties
covering my wife's cunt! A low moan escaped his lips as the first load hit his mother
and he had enough sense to look over at me to see if I had noticed. I was prepared
for this and had my eyes on the road, but I watched him from the corner of my
eyes.Satisfied for the moment, he let go of his cock, and reached over and pulled

the covering gusset away. and Now he could see his own mother's cunt for the first
time in his life! The big, protruding lips glistening with
her juices and his finger buried up to the second knuckle in it.

In the narrow screen of the mirror, I could see that his cock hadn't deflated in the
least and, when he turned so he faced aparna, I wondered what he was up to. I
didn't have to wonder for long. He scooted his hips forward and, with an effort, the
tip of his cock made contact with his mothers sex! He withdrew his finger so he
could enjoy the feeling of a pussy touching his cock for the first time! As aparna felt
the finger withdraw, she grunted a little 'Miss-pleased' sounding grunt and forced
her hips up and forward and, to my son's surprise, her pussy was open enough for
his cock to slip in so that the its bulbous head was all the way inside the her wet
cunt. He froze again at this feeling, but soon enough he took advantage of the
situation that actually wasn't his doing, and started to fuck her! Once, when he got
too eager, the his cock slipped out and both of them groaned in frustration. My wife
bent her knees so that she came slid deeper down in the seat, making it easier for
my son to get his cock in place position for penetration again. and Soon almost half
of his cock was again buried in my wife! It didn't take him long to shoot his virgin
load in a woman's cunt... and the fact that it was his mother's didn't seem to matter
to him at this moment.By now the smell of sex was heavy in the confined space of
the car but I didn't want to open a window. I just enjoyed the smell! Enjoyed the
squelching sounds of my wife's wet cunt receiving another a cock other than mine,
and a load of hot sperm other than mine. sagar, being a novice to this, of course
didn't know that I could smell his mother's fragrance and he was too involved in the
fuck to realize that I could hear the wet,
slapping sounds of his cock's pumping in his mother's cunt.

This time sagar was longer in cumming than the two previous times but it still
wasn't much more than two or three minutes before he came in his mother's pussy
for the second time. and After that, he seemed content for the time being. As soon
as he had his cock back inside his pants and had covered his mother's newly fucked
pussy with her panties and saree, I turned to him. "I don't think I can make it all the
way home tonight. Why don't we stay over at the motel we just passed?" I asked
innocently, as I turned around and drove the couple of kilometers back to the motel.
"Try to wake your mother while I get us a room, will you?"

I went to the motel office and got us a double room. and, When I came back,
aparna was still asleep in her corner of the backseat."I can't wake her, Dad. She's
passed out."

I couldn't trace detect any accusation in his voice about of his mother's
being drunk and unconscious but I decided that I would have a talk with him
later about this.

"OK. You'll have to help me get her into bed than," I replied.

We were lucky that aparna was a petite woman because even the mere fifty some
kilos of this unconscious woman was hard to handle. sagar, who had taken the her
legs part, had less difficulty than me, who had to cope with her arms and, although I
had my hands crossed over her tits and her armpits on my upper arms, they
seemed to want to slip away like an eel you try to hold in your hand.

Once we managed to get her into the room and onto the bed, and sagar stood back
and looked around, a puzzled look on his face."Oh, they only had one vacant room
so we'll have to make do with one bed. Come on, help me get your mother
undressed," I told him After one long look at me, he eagerly stepped up to the bed.
He stood still for a while and just looked at her, and then he looked up at me with a
question in his eyes.

"Why don't we start at the top and work down," I suggested? "You know this isn't
like your mother at all. I think it is the first time ever that I have seen her like this."

"I know dad. She's the best."

"Yes I know you think so," I smiled. I couldn't stop myself from a little irony.

Slowly we got aparna naked on the bed and I pretended that I didn't see that her
panties were wet. and looked at I watched sagar from the corners of my eyes as he
enjoyed the sight of his naked mother. His eyes flicked over her body in quick
sweeping glances from head to toe ... or rather from tits to cunt.

"Why don't you touch her?" I asked.

My son took a step back, looking at me with a haunted gleam in his eyes.

"Wh-what?!"

"Oh I saw you in the rearview-mirror. Take it easy," I quickly added as it looked as if
he was going to run away; heaven knows what he would have done then.

"No, I'm not mad, I thought about it while I watched you. I think you are the
solution to our, your mother's and my, problems. You see, I have to work a lot longer
and harder and more now that I have reached the top of the company. I know
you've noticed me being absent a lot in the last year or so. I don't want to burden
you with adult worries, just let me say this,"

I saw that while I talked the desperate look in my son's eyes disappeared faded and
instead I saw that he was now paying full attention to what I had to say.

"You see, both your mother and I have very high sex drives, or I used to have.
Lately I just fall asleep when I hit the sack and your mother is usually all worked up
and fully rested. She want's to take a part-time job and that would have been OK
with me if it wasn't fore all the... Oh shit, let me put it bluntly, she's all worked up
and horny and I'm afraid that she would find herself involved with a workmate
sooner or later. and Nowadays you don't know what you could get from an
affair. So it gives us double many advantages. Your mother gets her needs seen to,
you get safe sex and I don't have to worry about either of you two. So ... what do
you say?"

My son looked at me and slowly his head started to drop. "I-I-m sorry, dad. I don't
know what... I don't..."

"It's OK. I said so and I mean so it. Every boy has a dream about his mother. Usually
it passes without anything happening. I know mine did. Yours didn't. But maybe you
have fulfilled your dream already..."

"No!" sagar interrupted me. "No, it isn't. I would love it! But what about mom? How
can we get her to accept me? As her... lover," he added a little lower.

"We have to gamble a little. But I don't think it's a big risk. Your mother is a very
adaptable woman and she loves you very much."

"Mhm, me too, but..."

"Wait, I'll tell you a secret, and this is part of why I don't trust her with other
men outside home. Well, OK here it comes. Once you get your hand on your
mother's vagina she's gone!"

"Gone?"

"Yes. She just can't seem to resist, can't refuse you, all her rational thinking goes
down the drains and it all go from there!"

"Oh. I see. Oh I see!!! You mean that once she's awakes, before she's fully awake, I
get my hand on her... her vagina and..."

"Yes."

"So we have to wait till morning then?" I could hear the disappointment in his voice.

"No. This is the bit that almost certainly will make this gamble into something that
is only a little risky. We have to fill her with cum!"

"Oh?"

"Yes. Maybe she'll think that she was the instigator and that she's to blame. I only
hope that she takes it the right way and doesn't get too guilty about it. You are,
after all, her son and it isn't exactly something that happens every day that a
mother and son becomes lovers."

At this my son's eyes left me and flicked over to his mother who was laying on the
bed with her legs a little spread, enough for us to see the two big pussy lips peeking
out through the rather thick forest of medium brown hair like an animal sniffing the
air for danger, only these were sniffing for something totally different!

"I'll use the bathroom first. I just hope there are toothbrushes there. Oh, and don't
start anything before I come back. Just enjoy the view for the time being," I added
over my shoulder as I disappeared.

There were toothbrushes and soap and, after a quick piss and a wash, I was
back in the room, stark naked.

"Your turn," I said and my son disappeared into the bathroom.

He was back very soon, now just as naked as I. and Normally I would have
chastised him for his sloppiness but tonight I understood why he had hastened
through it. I too was eager to commence. It was, after all, not every day a man got
to see his wife being fucked by another man! Well, in this case the man was a boy,
but anyway...

"OK, here's what we're gonna do. First of all, I think I have to show you how your
mother want's to be caressed for relaxation, that's not the same as getting her hot;
first she want's to be relaxed, and then she want's to get aroused. You can always
get a quickie out of it by just bluntly putting your hand on her pussy and a finger or
two in her cunt. But that is not what I want, and I hope that you don't either."

"N-no."

"Good. A light kiss with a little tongue, not too much, is a good start." I
demonstrated this to my son by kissing his mother lightly on her lips and I let my
tongue brush over her dry, half-open lips.

"After that, a little kissing on her throat and, if possible, a nibble on her earlobe.
Usually she's squirming a little by then so this could be difficult, but if so, just
continue kissing her down over her chest. Suck lightly on her nipples, like this."

I demonstrated all my words by acting them out so there were slight pauses
between them. I was a little surprised, but not much, when I felt the nipple stiffen
when my lips closed around it. aparna's nipples, as well as all the other erogenous
zones, are very sensitive to stimulation. Not as much as her cunt though.

As I said before, once you get your hand on her pussy lips, she's totally wasted. At
that point there is no more resistance left in her. It's all go from there. I didn't otice
it when we first dated. Her adamant refusal to let me touch her below the waist I
thought was a mere attempt to preserve her virginity till our wedding night and
since she willingly gave me hand jobs whenever we petted, I had nothing to
complain about. She even gave me a blowjob once in a while.

On our wedding night she was hot and willing and, as soon as I got my hand
between her legs and cupped her hairy cunt in my hand, she gave up and just

lay still - that is till I got a finger inside her. Then her hips shot up and soon she was
rocking her pussy along my finger, moaning and mewing. I found this so erotic that I
continued fingering her till she begged me to fuck her! I was willing and obeyed her
and she was off like a rocket on New Years Eve! She came as soon as I had half of
my cock inside her very, very tight pussy. There was no membrane that needed to
be broken. Later she confessed to me that her finger had done that for her and that
she'd never had had anything bigger than her own middle finger inside her.

The quick orgasms slowed down a little for every year we were married but she
always came with rippling orgasms once she started, one after the other in rapid
successions. It added an extra dimension to our lovemaking since her pussy's
milking my cock was so wonderful and intense that I, during fourteen years of
marriage, never once was tempted to even flirt with another woman.

When my tutoring tour I reached her lower belly on, my wife's stomach muscles
tensed, also as usual. and When my lips brushed over her pussy lips, her legs fell
out open a little more. At this point I stopped and gestured to our son that it was his
turn.

He repeated every one of my actions and added a little more by letting his tongue
slip down into the deep hole of her navel. When he had brushed his lips over his
mother's pussy lips, he added yet another thing, he inhaled deeply! Smelling
Inhaling his mother's smell from the source for the first time! After that he gave the
hairy cunt a long look, and then dipped down and drew his tongue along the
crinkled swollen outer lips. His mother's hips flew up, taking him by surprise. He
almost jumped back but stopped in his movements and only lifted his head, and
looking up at his mother's sleeping face. It had changed a little since we last looked
at it. Now her lips were parted and her teeth were biting her lower lip.

"It's OK, she's still out," I whispered, encouraging our son. "I think it's best if you
fuck her first. My cock is still bigger than yours and if I would do her first you would
get hardly any friction."

Eagerly our son positioned himself for getting his cock inside his mother's pussy for
the second time this night. and Soon he was deep inside her and the sparse hair

surrounding his cock was nestled with aparna's thick growth. and Then he started to
pump into her in earnest!

"Wait! Wait!" I exclaimed. "Take it easy. It's just as like playing soccer. It lasts more
than just one half. You have to keep up till make sure the woman cums first. Then it
is time for your own pleasure. Remember that the women have to have at least one
orgasm before you cum. I know it is impossible just now, you're probably going to
cum any moment now, but remember it for later..."

sagar had stopped, with his cock still deep inside his mother's cunt, while he
listened to my advice. and After that he again started to fuck her, this time in long,
and slow motions strokes and it lasted which continued for almost three minutes!
Then he shot his load into his mother with a grunting noise and fell down collapsed
on top of her, and then slowly he rolled over and off her. and As I looked down at my
wife's pussy, I saw it squeeze out some of our son's sperm and watched as it ran
down to the crack of her ass, and then continued down onto the sheet. I just had to
get inside her before all of that wetness had ran out of her!

I got in slipped between her legs and, with one thrust, I was buried in her cunt
hot, very wet cunt. and To my surprise, it just clamped down on my cock with a
force that I hadn't felt since our honeymoon! And three or four strokes later it
happened again! A rippling along my cockshaft announced another climax and, sure
enough, at the next inward grinding her cunt again spasmed around my cock. and
After that she gave up all her pretenses and flung her legs up, and locking them
behind my ass in her favorite grip! Her eyes opened and she looked me in the eyes
and smiled at me. A happy smile. A smile full of fulfillment and happiness.

"Thank you," she mouth before she again closed her eyes and gave herself away to
the fuck. Her strong pussy-muscles soon, all too soon, forced the my own orgasm.
out of and My load shot out of my cock with a force that surprised me ... and must
have surprised my wife too because her eyes flew open.

"Oh my god! I can feel it! I can feel it!

It's been so long! So long!"

As soon as my orgasm had subsided, she pushed me away gently and reached for
our son. "Come to mummy. Come," she whispered and our son willingly climbed
aboard.

Three hours later we all seemed to be satisfied and I was the last to fuck her. sagar
was already snoring softly on her other side as I drifted off to sleep. and The last I
heard was when she murmured, to no one in particular. "Well, I know two things;
first of all I aint to be blamed and I will have more than one hell of a headache
tomorrow!"

Then, almost as an afterthought, aparna murmured once more, to the room in

general before she fell asleep, "I think I'm gonna ache in at least one more place
than in my head tomorrow."

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My Life, My Mother

I will begin with last event first.

I am 33 yr old married man. Our family is of two sisters and two brothers, sisters
are married and brother is living in Belgium with his wife. Me along with my wife and

son live with my parents. I work with my dad. We have distributorship of various
engineering products. We are quite well off and enjoy a respectable status .

It was fierce winters of December 2009; entire northern part of India was grinded to
a halt due to low temps and fog. Every business was slow and so was ours. During
this period my mother came up with her wish of visiting Tirupati and Rameshwaram
and she wanted to be there on 15 January (an auspicious date in the Hindu
calendar).

My father asked me to take her along on this pilgrimage as he himself wasn't well. I
did not want to go. I am the one for a lot of travel, yet I had to surrender to the
wishes of my parents. It was decided we will only start once weather let up a bit. In
the entire course of the dilly dallying my wife chided me for avoiding my duties as a
son.

We took train to Delhi and from there took Flight to Madurai in southern India. For
last leg of our journey to Rameshwaram we decided to hire a car, which we kept
with us for our entire tour.

Weather was nice and I did enjoy the excursion. We went to Rameshwaram and
then to Tirupati where my mother asked me to take a head shave. I was enjoying
the trip so I did not bother to ask why and just went ahead with her wish.

Tirupati was the last of the holy places mom planned to visit. So from Tirupati we
began our journey back home. The car we hired from Madurai, took us to Bangalore.

We reached Bangalore by 4:30 PM and checked in Chancery Pavilion which happens

to be my favorite due to its cuisine and bar. I was dying to end this spiritual trip and
dip in to some minor sins. We checked into the room and after a quick shower I
headed to the bar.

While leaving mom just quipped to be back early as she doesn't want to wake up
and open the door. I took the keys and left on the trip to my world of temptations.

It was not as enjoying after the third Talisker. Once I got my nerves settled I started
to miss my wife of 7 yrs. Basically I am a family man I enjoy being with my wife and
kid so I started sulking. The single malt was not doing me any good in terms of
mood uplift, so I decided against ordering another and called off the day with a
frugal supper.

I called mom to see if she had her dinner and I was embarrassed to know that she
is waiting for me to join her. I hurried up to the room and when entered using the
key mom was no where to be seen. Mom was in shower, I could hear her chanting
some religious hymn. I lazed on the couch and started flipping channels on the TV.

Ten minutes may have passed before I heard my mom calling, 'chinu (my pet
name) can you pass me my nightie' I absent mindedly picked the garment from bed
and walked up to the bathroom door and called. She opened the door and just
shoved her hand through the crack. I reached up to hand it over, and then my world
went upside down.

Bathroom was designed in the pattern where bath was on the left, once you enter
and wash basin and the dresser were on right. Door was hinged on the left side of
the frame so when the door opens completely bath stays partially obscured behind
the door. But when mom open just a crack and hid herself behind, she was standing
in front of full size mirror fitted on the dresser platform and me standing out had full
access to her nude image in the mirror.

Now before I go any further let me describe my mother, she is around 60 for sure,
exact age I do not know. She is not one of those drop dead gorgeous MILF who had
retained pertness of her breasts and has a figure to kill for, like mothers in most of
the fantasies. She is a typical Indian housewife with kids and grand kids, overweight
by at least 15-18 lbs with huge breasts, fairly wide hips flaring in the shape of a
pitcher, below her 'not so narrow', waist.

However, her waist did appear narrow when looked upon in relation to her ample
bosom and an extra wide bottom. She stood tall at 5feet 5 inches, taller than an
average Indian female. Ah! And one more thing she is extremely fair. Her
complexion is like saffron in milk with a pinch of vermillion in it.

Standing there at the door, I saw her full nude in the mirror and was transfixed to
that image. Her breasts were huge but surprisingly did not sag a lot. They were
some what upturned. She was standing sideways; I could see her large pink areola
topped with an erect nipple, thick and big as first digit of my thumb. Her midriff was
fleshy and swelled, giving her a curvaceously sexy look, sloping and gently rising to
form upper part of her pudenda which eventually disappeared amongst the 'v' of
her thighs. Her thighs were big and fleshy but had shape to them. They were stout
and tapering down beautifully just above the knee, like that of an athlete, and then
lower legs with fleshy calves looked beautiful.

I was jolted out of my trans when she admonished ' what are you doing, hand it
quick, I am freezing'. I hurriedly handed her the garment and went back to watch
TV.

Now my thoughts were a mix of emotions, I was aroused and at the same time
feeling guilty of harboring such thoughts about my own mother. Thinking sexually
about your mother is gravest of the sin in our society. I was dying of that guilt and
at the same time was unable to erase that image from my mind. It was like I
exploded into two different personalities, good one is chiding me for being aroused
looking at the nudity of my own mother and the evil one is taking its control over
my mind and body and keeping me in a continuous state of arousal.

Guilt was unbearable and so was the desire, I was almost in tears. Before that
moment mom was someone to be worshipped I never had any sexual feelings for
her. It was unthinkable to me. The only ones I read were in the cheap sex books in
vernacular language, and I dismissed them as fantasies of a diseased mind.

She came out of the bathroom wearing a sleeveless white cotton nightie. Other
than the absence of sleeves it was a fairly conservative garment reaching down till
her ankles. She looked beautiful in wet lose hair reaching middle of her back.

Looking at her I couldn't help imagining her nude self. She was not wearing any bra
and her magnificent breasts swayed when she walked. She stood before the mirror
in bedroom brushing her hair. Both of her arms were raised and with every stroke I
was treated with savory sight of her breasts moving in unison with arms. Lamp over
the mirror shed light on the front of her form, so when looked from behind her naked
silhouette could be seen inside the garment.

I was brought back to reality when mom asked if I am going to order for dinner. She
said she wants a light supper and even a salad with some juice will do. So I ordered
salads and soup for both of us in the room itself.

We sat down having dinner and watching news. I was totally oblivious to my
surroundings and was absentmindedly looking at the screen. I heard my mom say
something, her voice appeared to be coming from a distance and I couldn't make
out what she exactly said. This irritated her and she almost shouted in an agitated
voice, 'you shouldn't be drinking so much that you cannot hear what is being said.'

It caught me unawares, I said 'oh! I am sorry amma, it is not the drink may be this
journey has burned me out'. As I said I threw a glance towards her and lo, once
again couldn't help noticing her cleavage that was visible through the neck of the
garment. It was modest but showed a little as she had to bend forward a little to eat
her soup. She wasn't wearing a bra, I noticed that soft flowing fabric was caressing
her breasts outlining them well and her nipples were quite prominently impressed. I
almost felt like slapping myself, no matter how much I tried I couldn't stop my self
from ogling her.

She drew my attention towards the weather reports which showed intense cold
wave over entire northern India with freezing temps and fog. Anchor said that
majority of the airports remained closed due to poor visibility. There was news clip
showing harried passengers stranded at Delhi airport. This gave me a chance and I
said 'see this is what I warned you against, before we left, but you didn't listen'.

She replied ' chinu I made a vow to make pilgrimage to these holy places when I
was praying for your life after the accident, even if you had refused to come along, I
would have done it myself'. This embarrased me , I apologized to her.

I met with an accident when I slipped in bath and my head smacked the faucet. It
was bad as I lost consciousness and silently bled almost to death. I was hospitalized
and it was a fortnight before I recovered.

She got up and came to sit beside me, she smiled lovingly and pulled me to her. My
head was resting on her ample bosom, for a moment I forgot the world around me
and felt like a child once again. I hugged her and sobbed. She drew me tighter into
her and comforted me with soothing words which I couldn't make out. She thought I
am feeling guilty for making a rude statement about her visits, but I had an entirely
different reason to cry for. I felt guilty for thinking sexually about my mother who
had been so concerned about my well being.

After about ten minutes I regained my composure and became conscious of my

where about. It is then I realized that I am resting on her organs of my new found
passion. No matter how much I cursed myself, I couldn't help my arousal. My right
cheek was resting just below her shoulder, from where flesh begins to rise gently. I
opened my eyes and was greeted with the sight of her enormous cleavage. Her
nightie was pulled down a bit and top of her breasts were exposed more than what
neck of the garment usually allowed.

I was in a trance like condition, my right arm was around her back and I wrapped
my left around the front of her, which took its course through the top and brushed
her nipples. I held her right shoulder and let my arm loosely hang over her breasts. I
was completely taken over by the intense desire, pushing sanity and virtues behind,
I was about to put my lips on her cleavage when she suddenly but gently pushed
me upright and said, 'OK chinu lets get done with the dinner and sleep as we have a
long day ahead'. This got the evening to an end.

She went to bed and instantly started snoring. I played and replayed the entire
episode of my moral decline in my head. Confused though I was but by now the
good chinu was overpowered by the bad chinu and I resorted to masturbate
thinking of her. I kept playing with my dick imagining her dripping wet and
completely naked in the bathroom. When I realized I cannot hold back anymore, I
got up to visit the bathroom and unload.

As I got up I threw a casual glance towards amma what I saw chilled me to the
bone, there she was lying on her right, and her nightie was hiked all the way up to
where those mammoth thighs were ending in to her big rounded hip. Her left leg
was bent from the knee and thighs were at right angle to her body. Entire leg was
open to my eyes with rounding white butt just peeping from underneath the
comforter.

I realized that it was warm due to the room heating and she in her sleep threw the
comforter away.

I stood transfixed, slowly my hand found my dick and I started to jack off there
itself looking at my mother's nudity. I didn't realize how close I am to the bed till I
started to shoot. My eyes were closed and despite my efforts to muffle, an animal
grunt left my mouth. When satiated I became immediately worried about my
proximity to the bed. I was wondering if my jism landed on her, thought gave me an
erotic feeling of having my sperm on my mother's body and at the same time got
me a shade worried.

I thought against switching on the lights and opened the bathroom door instead.
Light from the bathroom spilled in the room and I could see few drops lying on her
right inner thighs. I mulled over the options available, one try to wipe it and risk her
waking up and finding me in a difficult situation, two just leave it there it will dry out
and she wouldn't notice in the morning.

My dark desire of running hand on her thighs made me overlook the risk. I picked
up a face towel and knelt beside her on the ground. I gently swabbed the spot,
while I was doing it I felt a strange aroma, fragrance of a woman's vagina is no news
to me but this was an intense musk with a hint of some perfume. I think she uses
some sort of scent on her pubic region to kill odor of sweat and slime. I sat there for
long inhaling that sweet arousing aroma.

By now I was completely overtaken by desire to copulate with my own mother.

Strangely I was not feeling dirty; I looked upon her as a heavenly being with whom I
yearned to engage in sex with purity akin to worship. The contradiction between
social norms, relationship and desire to achieve final frontiers of human love
remained, but with a feeling which I cannot describe.

I dozed off sitting there, I do not recall what woke me up but when I did wake up I
saw her lying straight with her left leg completely exposed up to the top of her
thighs and right a little below the region thighs meet pelvis. Her breasts were
mountains of flesh drooping to their sides. It was a sight to behold; I stood there
soaking up the beauty and after a while decided to go to bed.

On the bed it wasn't easy to catch sleep. I was thinking once we get back home this
will be over. I would never find her alone, and such peeps would be difficult if not
impossible.

I desperately wanted to spend few more days away from home to bring this to a
conclusion. I thought of the possibility of taking a circuitous route siting bad weather
and availability of flights and then may be I will get to spend couple of more nights
with amma in a hotel. Doing all these permutations and combinations I went off to
sleep.

I woke up in the morning to see my mother giving final touches to her saree. She
was looking radiant in white silk with blood red border. My eyes instantly went to
her breasts hidden beneath folds of silk. Their shape could be seen well outlined in
her blouse. I guess she uses wired uplifting bras that are a size smaller than what
actually fits.

Never before I had such minutely observed her bust, but now that I am doing I can
see that she takes good care of her assets. Her breasts were upright and tightly
encased giving them an erotic rounded appearance. I sighed and started to get
ready.

We had the Hotel car to drop us at the airport. There to our utter dismay we found
out that our Jet flight was cancelled. We enquired from the staff about possibility of
boarding any other flight, but they were unable to give us any confirmed response.

I called up my father and made him aware of the situation. He is a bit of a paranoid
when it comes to safety, he point blank told me to take the refund and stay put till
weather clears up. Dad's instructions to us were clear; do not take chances, he
advised me against city hopping in order to get home. By the time I had gone
through all the airline counters it was already 5 PM and I was dead tired.

An elderly lady at Indian Airline counter advised me to book seats after 3 days. She
said the forecast is that weather is not lifting before that. There may be flights now
and then but the rush of passengers and uncertain schedules will force us to be at
the Airport the entire day with no surety of getting confirmed, we may end up doing
it every day till we manage to board. I took her advise and booked us for the

suggested dates, we got wait listed tickets but the lady assured to do her best to
get us seats.

I came and told my mother the entire story she had a resigned look on her face. I
said 'c'mon amma we are not stranded in a jungle with no food and water, we are at
Bangalore, lets enjoy till we are here'.

She got up from the lounge chair with a groan complaining about aching back and
asked me to call up the hotel to see if they can accommodate us. I did and hotel
confirmed that they can sure take us in, they told us to stay at the airport, and one
of their cars is making a drop and will ask the driver to bring us back.

When we reached our room it was past 8 PM and both, me and amma, were at the
end of our wits. After taking shower I sought her permission to leave the room for a
while, she smiled and said ok but do not get drunk, I Promised I wouldn't and left.

In the bar I chose Irish Bushmill over my regular, as it is smoky and strong, which I
needed to clear my head. After few drinks I was mulling over what to do about my
desire to have intercourse with amma. Even though everything went as I had
dreamt but I did not have a clue as to how I shall approach the subject. Thinking
and making plans A, B, C...and so on I ended up with a drink more than I had
planned. I ordered for the last one and resigned from making plans as none seem to
be even remotely realistic and happening.

I reached room to find amma lazing on the bed watching TV, she was wearing a
sleeveless nightie that was drawn up to level of her knees. Mix of alcohol and her
skin got me extremely hot and bothered. I ordered for dinner and sat down on the
couch across the bed. She was busy watching TV and I kept soaking her beauty.

When the door bell rang and I got up to open she jumped off the bed went straight
to the bathroom. After the room service left I told her to come out, which is when it
dawned on me why she did not want the waiter to see her. The nightie she was
wearing was reaching just few inches below her knee but had a wide round neck
with sleeveless shoulders. Since she was still wearing bra she was showing an
ample cleavage. It wasn't exposing by any standards but for a conservative Indian
mother it sure wasn't modest.

She caught my eyes and explained 'All others were dirty, we have to call for
laundry tomorrow'.

I said 'it is ok amma'.

After we had our dinner she told me to call room service and ask them to clear the
room tomorrow not tonight. I did what was told and went in to the bath to change
into comfortable Bermudas for bed.

Coming into the room I noticed that she had taken off her bra and was stuffing it in
the laundry hamper. As I crossed in front I looked into her dress and was greeted
with a heavenly view of her hanging breasts. I could see deep inside through her
neck up till the flab on her belly. But then it ended there itself , with no sure way of
broaching the subject. Unlike the stories I read on net, I did not take her attire or her
demeanor to be an invitation. It for sure did not suggest so and I did not have the
courage to take the cue and proceed. So I decided to rest my nuts and thought
against torturing me by looking and imagining.

I was jolted out from my dream world when amma said, 'chinu ,do you have some
painkillers, my entire body is hurting from sitting on that uncomfortable seat at the
airport'. I fished out Diclofenac and along with it gave her Trika with water and
asked 'amma would you like to have tea?' She refused, then I brewed one for myself
and sat on the bed sipping it.

After about ten minutes she asked 'chinu beta can u massage my back and legs, it
is hurting, I cannot sleep'?

I agreed and absent mindedly got up to switch on the bed lamp. As the light spilled
over her body once again my desire got hold of me, her nightie, short as it is had
risen up to the knee. She was lying on her left facing my bed and a good portion of
her breasts was spilling out from the wide round neck of the garment.

I went and sat on her bed towards her legs and as I did so she turned to lie straight
on her back. In her endeavor to turn her bulk she twisted and had risen slightly
giving me a flashing sight of her breasts that jiggled and showed a lot of skin.

I took her leg in my lap and started massaging her feet she felt good and said 'son,
may God give you my remaining years,, me and your father are lucky as parents to
have a caring son like you'. I kept silent at any other time this would have evoked
strong sonly emotions but right now I was completely taken over by carnal desire. I
just smiled and continued massaging her feet.

After a while I asked amma to raise and bend the knee to facilitate massaging her
strained calves. She did and now her legs are making an inverted V, this caused her
already short nightie to slide a little down towards waist on her sloping thigh.

Sight was maddening, I slowly started to massage the exposed lower leg. My heart
was beating I guess a thousand beats a minute, I could feel the pounding on my
temple. Amma herself was in a trance like state. It may be due to the combination
of medicine and comforting massage.

She was showering all sorts of praises on me in a barely audible voice. I shifted a
little and started massaging her right thigh. I Started from the top that was her
raised knee and proceeded downward pressing her muscles with firm hands. As I
reached the point where her nightie was resting I shivered, I wanted to go further
down but couldn't gather courage to do so. Thus I continued traversing my palms
between her knees and to the middle. I alternated my attention from calves to
thighs and then backwards.

Then the unthinkable happened, she sighed and murmured 'May every mother is
blessed with a son like you, Chinu' and stretched her left leg straight. Since her right
knee was raised, stretching of left leg bared it almost to the point where thighs
joined. This threw me completely out of gear and I started to think if she is in the
game of tease.

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In my unsure state of mind I started to move my hands further down the knee
towards her hip, and at one time pushed her garment further. Now I have her legs
displayed in most erotic manner. Inside of her soft huge thighs were before me and I
had the chance to caress them under the pretense of massage. I started to get
greedy and moved over to the left leg and continued my tryst with opportunity and
fate.

After about 15 minutes she said 'Chinu massage my back now, please'. Saying this
amma turned over to her belly. I was stunned by the sight that was before my eyes.
When she turned, owing to her bulk she couldn't do it in one go, as she turned over
and then wriggled to get comfortable, she tried to pull her nightie down but not with
conviction and that left both the legs bare all the way up to beginning of her bums.

Her hips were not fully bared but a major part was naked before me. I couldn't take
my eyes away from her now. Amma is naked up her hips, her white fleshy thighs
were joined from above the knee up to the crack of her ass as the flesh was
flattened from underneath. At the beginning of the crack I could make out her cunt
lips between her trimmed pubes. I don't know how long I kept watching and soaking
up the view.

Then I realized what am I doing, I can go a little further and do more than looking,
and how far I can take this is now a matter of luck and circumstances. My life hung
on a balance. One wrong move and there will be hell of a lot to pay. At the age of 35
trying to copulate with your own mother, I would be condemned for life. But I had
reached a point where caution was set aside by desire.

Without thinking much I straddled her thighs and started to massage her back
delicately with my thumb and fingers. Every time I moved my fingers her nightie
slid back wards a little. After awhile her nightie slid up till the middle of her bum,
huge buttocks were bared to my eyes. I feasted on the sight of her white fleshy ass.

I kept massaging her back but was careful not to lay hands on her bare ass. By now
my penis was full mast and peeping through the leg of my Bermudas. I straddled
her little further up, towards her bums, and continued my massage. I was taking
extra effort to relax and make her feel good. I knew that medicine is taking effect on
her and if I exercise a little patience and keep up the act of a good masseur, who
knows what night has in store for me.

I slowly slid her nightie further back, it was now resting just above the point where
waist begins to flare. Man I took my chance, I snaked my hands underneath the
garment and started to caress small of her back gently, applying pressure with my
fingers. I had to bend and creep up every time I reached for her back. This made my
bare penis to touch her bare ass. I adjusted to keep my penis to just slide and not
poke into her butt crack.

I was in a very bad shape, I was aroused like a bull and was looking for an opening
to fulfill my fantasy. I was becoming impatient; I started moving my hands towards
her sides and few times below her waist caressing her bums.

I reached up to her shoulders with my thumbs traversing the length of her spine
and fingers drooping to the sides. My fingers touched the sides of her breasts. Her
breasts were flattened and a large portion was splayed on the sides. I dropped my
hands to her sides and started caressing them. She gave out a long oooooo...h! I
froze in my tracks and quickly went ahead up to her shoulders and started gently
massaging them. That is when my penis got lodged in her crack and I froze.

It was an exquisite feeling, penis was a bit slobbery due to the pre-cum and when a
part of it's bulbous head got trapped in her mountains of flesh.

I guess she knew it by then, but was too shocked and embarrassed to speak. Off
course, what woman can keep her mind, when she realizes that it is her son's penis
lodged firmly inside her between her bums. Feeling was exquisite and maddening, I
rubbed it a couple of times and realized that I may cum right away.

I was completely taken over by desire, my focus was only upon achieving what is
forbidden and considered an act of sin. Without thinking much I pushed my

Bermuda down and roughly hiked her garment all the way up to her neck baring her
completely and laid myself over her.

I began kissing back of her neck, caressing her arms and tried to reach her breasts.
I held my penis and started to push it further down the forbidden depths. I felt some
thing opening to my pressure and another shove got me in a little. But oh my God
that was not Vagina it was her anus, too flamed up to care I pushed ahead.

She shivered and screamed ' Ai.e...ey..eyeeeee maa.., Chinuuuuu....yeh kya..'(what

is this) in a surprised and rising tone. She abruptly turned on her back to face me. I
raised myself on my arm and when she got settled on her back just lowered my self
on top of her. She looked into my eyes with disbelief and shock.My penis was just on
top of her vagina and my hands locked over her breasts and kneading them. I do
not know what triggered it, but I started to cum. My hips bucked and I humped the
soft tight crevasse formed by our united abdomens, holding her big breasts. I kept
humping till all what I had in store for all these days spilled, on her belly.

She sensed it and closed her eyes with an exasperated sigh and said ' yeh kya kiya
tumne' (what have you done). I was shocked, embarrassed and scared, orgasm was
so intense that for a moment I lost consciousness. I continued to lie on her with my
face buried in the valley between her breasts. I did not know how to react.

I opened my eyes, my world had changed for ever, me, amma and the world
around us will never be the same. It could be the beginning of destruction of a pious
relationship or beginning of an even more divine affection, I did not know and didn't
care either. It was as if I was sucked into a twister, tossed, turned and thrown
around which left me completely disoriented.

Slowly I got my bearings and became aware of my position. I was lying on top of
my mother with my semen acting like glue joining us together. I felt the slimy wet
presence of my seed between us. My penis was between our abdomens and
suddenly I became aware of prickly feeling of her trimmed pubes on the base of my
penis. As it dawned on me that it is her pubes, my penis started to grow. Soon my
head got cleared off all confusing chain of thoughts, only thing that occupied my
conscious self, my desire to make love to my mother.

Her nightie was bunched beyond her breasts up to her neck. I opened my eyes and
was greeted with the wonderful sight of her magnificent breasts. She was a sight to
behold, with her face turned left, eyes closed, left hand across her breasts hiding
the nipples and right was above her shoulder with fingers entwined with mine. I
never realized that I was holding her hand like that. I freed my hand, slid on to her
left and raised my head to look at her.

In little illumination that was there her body was glowing fluorescent. She tried to
rise using both her arms for support, when she got herself propped on her elbows
she looked at me, straight into my eyes.

Those big beautiful eyes seemed big rather vast like expanse of an ocean. I got
mesmerized with those looks it was like her entire self was just there in her eyes. I
reached up to kiss them and she turned her face to avoid the inevitable. I held her
face and with a little force turned her to face me. Looking into her eye again sent
shivers down my spine. I just closed mine and brushed my lips gently over her
eyelids.

'Chinu ab rahne do, jo ho gaya use bhool jao......'(chinu, leave it now, what ever
happened try to forget).

She tried to rise further to leave the bed turning away from me. I snaked my right
arm across her chest then underneath her armpit and held her tight. Using weight of
my torso I laid her down by gently pushing her left elbow away. She slumped with a
muffled cry of protest.

With my eyes closed I moved to kiss her on lips. I ended up pecking her nose, then
eventually found her thick full lips. I started with wet licks and tried to pry her
mouth open but with no avail. Then I resorted to alternatively sucking on her upper
and lower lips. I pushed my left hand under her neck and pulled my right one from
underneath her and started to caress her breasts. This evoked a gasp, with a lot of
efforts she pushed me up to say 'oof..Chinu, kuch sharm karo beta main tumahari
maa hun. Yahin ruk jao aur age mat badho'(have some shame son I am your mother.
Stop here don't go any further).

'Shivangi aur bachche ke bare mein socho beta, main kya munh lekar jaungi unke
same, maan jao chinoo.'(Think about Shivangi{my wife} and kid, how will I ever
face them.)

Her breasts felt like nothing I ever felt before. I did have a liaison with one of our
elderly maids, I remember her short plump body that seemed heavenly to my sex
starved self then. Amma's breasts were firm and heavy. With all jostling we did their
swaying and shaking was extremely erotic to me.

All this while I kept my eyes closed, I was afraid that if I looked into her pleading
eyes I may get on a guilt trip.

I forced her hands from my shoulders and dipped to suck on her nipple while my
hand kept caressing her breasts. I sensed her nips getting hard in my mouth, I
caught her nipple between my thumb and index finger and started teasing them. On
the other nip I was doing the same with my lips and teeth. Teasing caused her to
squirm, she was turning her head left and right and giving out muffled sighs.

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Initially she tried to dislodge me and tried pushing holding my shoulders, but my
manipulations weakened her protest to only verbal 'mat karoooo.......hai
Bhagwan ...,ooof".(Don't do it. Oh! God)

So finally she is getting there, her body is beginning to react differently from her
mind. Was it pure sexuality that had risen in her or it was the erotic taboo feeling of
being felt by her own son? It was long before that question got a response.

I dug my heel between her thighs and pried her legs open and got on top of her. My
penis touched her vagina she shrieked, 'aree...'(a surprised ouch) I shifted up rested
my engorged penis on her belly, it was reaching up to her belly button. I held her
face in my palms and turned her to face me she opened her eyes looked straight
into mine

'amma, I love you, aaj mujhe mat rokiye, main aurat nahin maa aur devi ke roop
mein hi apko pana chahta hun.' (Do not stop me tonight mother, I want to make
love to you like a goddess mother, a deity and not like a woman)

'Chinuu mat age badho sab barbad ho jayega, tum itne chchote nahin ho ki iska
parinam na samajh sako'(You are old enough to foresee the repercussions of this
act, don't go any further everything will be destroyed ) ' maa se sambhog nahin kiya
jata.tumahari yaoun iksha ne tumko pagal kar diya hai, beta apne par kaboo rakho
yeh pap mat karo.(One is not supposed to have intercourse with his mother, your
have lost your mind because of your carnal desire, do not commit sin )

'Kuch bhi nahin badlega amma, Yeh to manav prem ki parakashtha hai'.(nothing will
ever change mother, this is epitome of love). 'Jis sambhog mein shrishti ki rachna
nihit hai who paap kaise ho sakta hai mera aapke sath sambhog vasna nahin puja
hai'.(In intercourse lies the genesis of creation, how ever it can be sin. My intended
intercourse is not lust it is worship)

'Chup raho yeh prem nahin vasna hai, maa aur bte ke prem mein aise sambandh
nahin hote'.(Shut-up, this is no love, it is lust, love between mother and son is
nothing akin to what you are trying to do.)

'tum mere shareer se apni kaam iksha shant karna chahte ho aur uske liye yeh tarq
de rahe ho. Tum kaise bhul sakte ho ki main tumahari maa hun. Jis yoni ko tum
bhogna aur apmanit karna chahte ho wahi tumhare janm ki kaarak hai'. (You are
giving unfound logics just to satiate your desire with my body, Do you realize, my
vagina that you want to exploit and insult is the reason of your being in this world.)

Amma maa aur bte ka pyar hi nisswarth hota hai, sambhog to premiyon ke prem
ki parakashtha hai. Phir maa bte ke bich yadi ho to burai kyon hai. Putra to maa ke
shareer se hi bana hai phir wohi shareer aprapya kyun hai.'(Only love that is selfless

in this world is the one between mother & son. Making love is the epitome of
affection between two people then why it is sin if happens between a mother and
son. Son is formed from mother's body itself, then why it is untouchable to him).

' Aapki yoni ka bhog aur apman to main soch bhi nahin sakta, sirf yoni hi kyon main
to aap se sampurna prem ki yachna kar raha hun, aisi purnta jo ek maa putra ko hi
de sakti hai. Aur aisi atm tripti jo putra ko kewal maa se hi prapt ho sakti hai.
(Desecrating your vagina, thought itself is repugnant to me, Why only vagina I seek
fulfillment of my soul from yours, such fulfillment that son can only achieve from
mother and which a mother can only give to her son, her own self ).

'aisa nisswarth kaam pati- patni, premi- premika, ya kisi aur sambandh mein
sambhav nahin. Stri aur purush ke beech kewal maa our putra ka sambandh hi
purna hai baki har taraf to vasna aur swarth hi hai.' (Such selfless love making
doesn't exist between man-wife, lovers, or in any known relationship. The only
relationship between a woman and man, which can be considered complete and
truly divine, is that of mother and son, every where else it is just lust and
selfishness).She reached out with her hand and caressed my bald head and then
moved to softly touch my cheek. I waited for push and shove to dislodge me but
that never came. I knew then, that from here onwards everything will be beautiful.
Now that the guilt of forcing myself on my mother was off my back, I started to live
the moment. I put my index finger in too and started to rub with a little vigor. At the
same time I completely enveloped her vagina with my mouth and started to suck
her clit into me.

Her breathing was getting ragged and I sensed small, really small movement of her
hips, trying to lift and grind herself on to me. She was oozing juices like a geyser
and I was going mad with that musky smell. This continued for some time, which to
me felt like a life time. Suddenly she drew back her legs, raised her knees and with
her feet firmly on the bed she lifted her ass and did some violent humping of my
mouth and fingers. She forced her vagina on my mouth and began to cum.

'Aaa.....rrrgg..rrgh! Chinu Kahin ka nahin chchoda tune mujhe.'(oof, chinu you

destroyed me)

She was gushing fluid from her vagina and I was greedily lapping all I could. Then
with similar abruptness she threw her legs around my back and caught me in a lock
over her vagina.

A muffled cry left her mouth,

'Hai.....yeee....yah....he ishwar yeh kya ho gaya' (oh God how could this happen)

Which sounded as if she is gagging on to something. I raised my head to have look,

she was pressing pillow over her face. Her body started to shake violently. She kept
coming and her vagina kept pouring her love juice over me.

She propped herself and managed to sit upright. It sure wasn't easy for her bulk,
yet she did it alright. Now my face was buried between her thighs but due to the
angle I could not reach her vagina. Then amma did the unthinkable, she drew back
her legs and with her feet on bed, spread her thighs wide, leaned back on her elbow
and raised her hips to give me access to her vagina and in her final throws of
ending orgasm, with her other hand she held my head and pushed me firmly on her
mound.

With both my hands I held her ass and pulled her on to my face and lapped her
flowing vagina. I inserted my finger, wet with her juices, into her anus. She raised
herself more and forced my face into her. I started in-out fucking motion in her anus
and she screamed 'aaiye.......yeee, kuch baki nahin rakhoge kya?' (you aren't going
to spare anything) With that she oozed some more, she shivered and then went
stiff. As her orgasm finally subsided, she thumped back on the bed with a loud
screech.

'Chinu mere bachche kyun kiya tumne yeh. Ek pal ne sara kuch badal dala'.(Oh
Chinu my son why did you do this to me, in just one moment everything changed
for ever) she sobbed. My hands were still underneath her with finger deep into her
anus. I pulled it out eliciting a gasp and started to lick and nibble insides of her
thighs, which too were wet. I guess she came a litre or more.

I rose from between her legs went up to her toe and started sucking them, then ran
my tongue on her in step and kept moving upward slowly tracing my path through
calves. As I reached just beyond her knee she parted her legs a little and I
continued caressing inside of her thigh.

I moved up put my mouth on her vagina again. She again shifted very slowly, coyly
opening her thighs a little more. Taking the cue I again lipped and lapped her
vagina, the holy place that is the genesis of the humanity. It was not long before her
breathing quickened and grunts and hisses escaped her lips. I noticed wave like
moves of her hips, which were not blatant but certainly not coy as before.

'Meri jaan mat lo beta, ab bas bhi karo'.(stop now son, do not kill me)

I reached up to lie on her side, slid my left hand behind her neck and with my right
began to gently caress and rub her bare shoulder. Then I kissed side of her breast
and put my lips on her nipple. I gently started sucking on them as I sensed them
getting hard I lightly nibbled on it. She let out a muffled oooo...ooh, but did not try
to dissuade me.

I shifted a little and guided her right hand, lying on her belly, to my penis. She at
first just held it but then jerked it away. The way she held it, though for few seconds
only, put me on a trip to heaven, and then I decided to take the plunge.

All this while she got her face turned away from me and remained quite. I got on
top of her and in an instant she was aware of my deed. She tried to turn and rise
but I held her firmly and clamped my mouth on hers.

After initial resistance she melted and parted her lips, welcome or surrender I didn't
know. I caressed her breasts and then sucked on her nipples, I licked, swirled my
tongue around her areolas and nibbled to get her going again. Seeing her loosening
up I pushed my hand between us, held my penis and started to rub it along her wet
slit. She lifted her hands and clutched the headboard and shrieked.

'Chinuu yeh mat kar beta, main hath se tumhara kar dungi par beta ab is seema ko
mat langh'. (Don't do this chinu, do not cross the line, I'll do you with my hands) I
knew she is trying to be fair. I made her cum so to get even she was offering a hand
job. Her offer laid bare the events of the evening.

She acknowledged achieving orgasm and now she knew that I too need to cum. Her
open offer to give me a hand job was blatant enough to encourage me. It was a
matter of choice, either I take her offer or she surrenders to my wish.

'Chinu bahut pachchtaoge beta baad mein , maan jao'.(Chinu you will be sorry
later, listen to me)

I slid up ran my tongue over her lips and said, 'agar aise he karna hai to munh se
kar dijiye'.(If you really want to do, use you mouth)

She said 'nahin, lao haath se kardun'(NO, let me do it by hand). Saying this she
snaked her hand between our bodies and held my penis. I made a little room and
she started to jack me. I sensed that her jacking off was not perfunctory, she was
actually caressing my penis and sighing as she played.

This got me even more excited I allowed her to play awhile, while I mauled her
breasts, and fingered her vigorously. She was sighing and giving out sounds that
were driving me nuts. I caught hold of her wrists, pulled her hand away from my
penis and got on top of her. She said, 'tum nahin maanoge?'( so...Will you not listen)
Her tone defied her pretense, it was like as if she really wanted me to go ahead, or
may be I was mistaken.

I knew this is it, so I pried her legs open with my knees and dug my knees
underneath her thighs. So now I was kind of kneeling between her open thighs and
her thighs rested on top of mine. I nudged my penis forward and started to rub it up
and down the entire length of her slit.

Her face was contorted, eyes closed and breathing so heavy that her breasts were
swaying. I couldn't hold any more, guided my penis to her vagina and parting her

lips placed it on the entrance. It was like I am at the entrance of a stove, wet heat
emanating from her aroused vagina was driving me nuts. As I tried to press it in,
she shifted upward with a jerk trying to avoid the inevitable in her last bid,
'Chinuuooo... nahin....rukajao beta maan jao nah....nahin.....aaaaaah...aaaahh
oooo..oof maaaaaa' and in one smooth stroke I violated the most sacred of the
moral codes of our society.

I went in half the length, stopped, pulled out and then jabbed firmly yet gently back
inside all the way till her stubby shaved pubes pricked my groin. Amma gasped
aloud 'oooooooohh! Maa' ,and I stood still trying to soak in the feeling. I closed my
eyes and stayed still, her vagina was deep and quite snug. I felt a ring like
tightening traversing along the length of my shaft, insides were nice and soft but
entrance to her vagina was surprisingly tight.

I opened my eyes to look at her, what a sight she was. Thighs wide raised, legs
bent , resting on mine, belly quivering with her short labored breathing. Her arms
held high as she was holding the headboard making her magnificent globes rise
erect, her large nipples were erect and inviting. Her entire body was glowing in the
dim light of the bed lamp. Her large areolas, which are pink, were looking dark and
marvelous in yellow light.

I leaned a little, lifted her thighs further and planted my hands on either side of her.
Bending my head even lower I kissed her navel and started to fuck her in long and
slow strokes.

I looked at the juncture of our body and saw my penis glistening with her juices
entering her. This got me going I pulled out completely and then went in slow till
bulbous head disappeared in her depth and then jabbed hard. She sucked in breath
and her entire body quivered. I repeated the jabs till she was hissing and sighing
uncontrollably, and cried out loud 'Hai maa, oof tum kitne nirdayi ho...'(oh mother
how can be you be so cruel my son).

I knew that at this frantic pace I may not last long so I decided to lie on top of her
and fuck deep and slow. I laid myself on top of her, held her breasts and started to
suck on nipples. I mauled her breasts till they turned pink.

I held her shoulders for leverage to resume fucking. I reached up to put my tongue
inside her mouth. Now she wasn't even pretending to resist, the instant she felt my
face on hers, she opened her mouth to receive me.

Every stroke was like a new feeling. I never felt so aroused and loved before. It was
little difficult to do her hard due to her flab and my position atop her, I couldn't ram
up to the hilt with out adjusting every time I wanted to give hard. Suddenly to my
utter dismay I felt her thighs being spread wider and higher, creating more space
for my hips to move and raising her vagina a little to receive my thrusts deeper.

This actually lifted remaining barriers of shame and morality, and I started to fuck
with renewed confidence. I raised my head and whispered, 'I love you amma'. She
responded with a sigh and a mew. As I continued to ram and jab and playing with
her breasts, her breaths became quicker and with every thrust she let out an
aa...g...gh or ooo..ooh,.

Room reverberated with her oooooohs , aaahs, ooooof maas, and hard slapping
sound of my groin beating down on her pudenda. I grunted with every jab, harmony
of grunts and her sounds were like music making my excitement ride higher &
higher

Even she was getting more comfortable with the situation, or rather being taken
over by her own desire. I felt her tongue moving inside her mouth and brushing my
lips. She caught hold of my lower lips and started to suck. I think she was readying
for her second orgasm of the evening. I felt her teeth digging on to my lips with a
passion that prior to this day I thought never existed in my prim, proper and
religious mother. I even felt faint movements of her pelvis. Initially it were not in
rhythm with my thrusts, but sure were initiated with a grunt.

I repositioned my jabs and adjusted frequency to match with her moves. Hell broke
lose after that. She let go of the headboard and wrapped her arms around my back.
Now she was kissing me furiously and matching my every move with gay abandon.
When I went back pulling she stayed down but as I went down she threw her hips to
receive me with a firm upward jab. I continued till I sensed her tensing up. I knew it
is the time.

I held on to her breasts really hard and sucked on her nipple while increasing my
pace. Now her hmm..mphs, oo...ooffs and argh..rghs were not muffled. They
sounded like music with slapping of our bodies and wet sloshing swishing sounds
emanating from her flowing vagina. In her most bold move of the evening she held
my naked butt and with her fingers digging in my flesh painfully and started to fuck
me roughly. She held my ass firmly and slapped it real hard on her vagina.

She was not just a match rather she had overtaken me in this game of love. Her
feet planted firmly on the bed, she held my hip and slammed hers with a vengeance
till such time when her thrusts became so violent that I failed to keep pace with, she
screamed ' Oh chinuuu...u.....sambhalo hamko..aaaarrrghhhhhh..!'(Chinu cannot
hold any more my son).